Operation: Roll Out

[initiates]

Date & Time: January 31st - February 4th, Present Day Exsilium Time
Location: Neo Las Vegas, in what formerly was called Turkey.
Characters: All Transports!
Summary: Transports have been sent to Neo Las Vegas to gather information on the origin point of the United Earth and the UE AI. Conference sabotage and the rest is expected and invited!
Warnings: Gambling and alcoholic beverages quite likely! Please PM the mod account for anything else.

By day, the landscape isn't desert, precisely, so much as it is dry. Winter's settled in and found in the biting chill of the wind when it finds you standing on the street. Hovercars and taxis thrum down the cobblestone streets, cavorting and honking like a noisy crowd of inelegant, overweight geese. Men walk by on stilts half in make-up, on their way back to their stage for the next night. Walks of shame are taken proudly in this district, one of the few approved and sanctioned vacation zones in the United Earth.

Evidence of law enforcement can be found all around, but they seem altogether too pleased to be there too. Talk with any one of them about crime rates, and they're liable to laugh at the idea. Those who come to gamble know the house is rigged to win. It's not about making or breaking the bank -- people whose funds dip too low are politely escorted back to their rooms and given a set of normal playing cards -- but it is about enjoyment.

Of the flesh too, and it'd be difficult to find anyone working in Neo Las Vegas who suffers from modesty, or anyone visiting who seems unwilling to politely ask visitors and staff if they'd like to keep them company for the night. In fact, Transports may find themselves needing to turn down multiple such requests! The refusal is always taken well. These are people looking to have a good time, and that's all.

No chance taken, nothing gained, right?

At night, the city really comes alive, the lights in all the hotels and casinos turning the Neo Las Vegas Strip into a carnival of sensation. Drinks and recreational drugs are freely passed around, men and women engage in a variety of sexual and other hedonistic excesses without regret, and the beautiful interiors and ostentatious or playful exteriors of the buildings hide and reveal a rich tapestry of events, delectables, and desires waiting to be fulfilled.

Neo Las Vegas is a fun place, and it is a safe place, and it is Where the Conferences For Our Future Are Made. Playtime is on, gang.

Comments

b; tw drug use

[thephix]

[There's something a little familiar about a scene like this, although Max doesn't attend these sorts of gatherings for fun. Usually there's a target, or she's meeting someone, or any number of things that aren't actually partying.

Which leaves her almost at a loss for what to do, though there's always a tried and true method to fall back on: booze and drugs.

While Lisbeth is grabbing herself a beer, Max is taking a generous drink straight from a bottle of tequila and scrutinizing the tiny bag of powder she bought earlier. She's not being all that subtle, since she knows no one in this room cares, but she's just... hesitant about taking something she didn't manufacture herself.]

[hejhej]

[Lisbeth spots Max not too long after she's back in the crowd. It's not like anyone's hiding their goodie bags so the fact that she too has something out and ready to be consumed doesn't startle Lisbeth. She's just wondering why Max hasn't opened it up.]

You need a razor to cut some lines?

[Her hand immediately goes up to the necklace she wears constantly around her neck, the razor against her chest.]

[thephix]

[She shakes her head.]

I have to admit I'm just a little wary, is all.

[Especially when they're in the United Earth; god knows what could be in there.]

[hejhej]

Yeah who knows what these people use when they make their drugs.

[She takes a swig of her beer.]

But I've got some acid from a pretty reputable source if you want to try that instead.

[Reputable as in she strong-armed the gentleman into not screwing her over or he'd quickly regret it. She made sure he wasn't giving her any DOB or other bullshit.]

[thephix]

I prefer ones I've made myself.

[Not personally, she's no chemist, but they're made by her people for her to sell, and she knows that they're as safe as any illicit substance can be. She's incredibly strict about what goes into any drugs during the manufacturing, and she's even more strict about making sure none of her dealers cut the products with anything.

Not that she's ever mentioned any of that to Lisbeth, but with Donny gone and after her little heart to heart with Anne, she's finding it so hard to care about secrets.]

Acid isn't really my style, but thank you.